"Why'd you bring me if you knew he was gonna be here?"
"I'm right here-"
"Dont talk in my presence!" I snap at Elijah. See, Amie said that she was going to a theme park with Ethan and invited me and well apparently this was how Ethan and Amie were trying to get Elijah and I to get along.
"Well, how could you resist this face." Elijah smirks at me.
"How could I resist punching you in that face? Oh it's taking every once of strength I have." I narrow my eyes at him in a scowl.
"Feisty-"
"I wont f*cking hesitate." I lift my fist as we waited in a line for a rollercoaster.
"If she punches you I wont feel sorry." Ethan comments, causing Elijah to turn to him with a scandalized expression. I roll my eyes and cross my arms as we board the rollercoaster, Elijah unfortunately sitting next to me.
"Are you ever gonna like me?" Elijah asks me as people checked the seatbelts and stuff.
"Never."
***
"Why would you just bring me along like that?" I ask in a deadpan tone as I stare at the ceiling.
"We want you to get along!" Amie groans.
"But he's so insufferable." I roll my eyes.
"He doesnt act like that all the time, I swear."
"But he does."
"Only when you're around."
"How does that make it any better?!"
"I dont know."
"Like- why does he even bother trying to be a decent person- He's not." I sigh angrily.
"He's not that bad-"
"YES HE IS YOU SPORK!"
"Okay, whatever, man."
***
"Why are you like this?" I ask Sub as I walk into my dorm. He was T-Posing while standing on the arm of the couch.
"Because."
"Who's the one girl you're friends with." I snap, looking at my feet.
"Emma?"
"Yeah her. Shes rubbing off on you." I purse my lips.
"We been knew, sis."
"You've been on Twitter way to much lately, haven't you?"
"Yeah pretty much." He lower his arms, "That's hurts, ouch." He mutters.
"I'm tired and I dont wanna deal with you right now so... later." I half heartedly salute before trudging to my bedroom. I went to Instagram, scrolling through a few posts on the explorer page before going to my favorite meme account, SpicyTrashMemes. I looked at the most recent post but instead of a funny caption like usual there was a captain that read; There's this girl I really like but she hates me. What do I do?
I left a simple comment; Dont be a d*ck I guess
A few minutes later I got a notification that the account owner responded to me; I honestly try but when ever I'm around her I turn into this jerk, like I dont even know wtf to do
I responded; Big oof, my dude
***
A week later and I'm talking to some stranger who runs a meme account about girl advise.
(The acc will be abbreviated with S)
S- She hates me so much it isnt even funny
Y- Why u a jerk to her tho
S- No clue. Its like fight or flight exept theres a third option called prevolk
Y- Try as hard as you can to not be mean, Idk
S- I do but mY GOD!
S- she does this thing where she glares at me ALL THE TIME then my brain is just like "Glare back" and I'm like "Why" "You gotta"
Y- man... that's just a big old oof
S- you're telling me
Y- what's her name?
S- Ivy
Y- that's a dope name
S- ikr
Y- what's your name?
S- Jack
S- Basic, right?
Y- Not gonna disagree
S- what do I do?
Y- Well, dm her?
S- I'm b l o c k e d
Y- well damn
S- ikr
Y- Just try and not glare because if you do that she'll feel like it's a one sided thing where she'll be hating you fir no reason and she'll stop
S- O k a y T h e n
Y- Idek man. Girls are weird
S- But u R gurl
Y- I dont think like them for I am of the superior breed of memer
S- tru tho
Y- oof, bouta head out
Y-I got class
S- aight
S- l8er
Y- l8er
***
"YOU SCUMBAG LIAR! THIS ISNT THE GUY I BECAME FRIENDS WITH!" I burst out at Sub.
"WELL THATS NOT NY FAULT, IS IT?!" He responds loudly.
"YES IT IS!"
"Let's just stop playing monopoly..?" Amie pulls the board away.
"NOT UNTILL HE ADMITS THAT HE STOLE MY 500!"
"I DIDNT STEAL SH*T!"
"DONT LIE TO ME, SUB!"
"Let's just calm down-"
"HE STOLE MY MONEY!"
"DO I LOOK LIKE A THEIF?!"
"YES, YES YOU DO, SUB!"
Before Sub could respond there was a loud knock at the door. Amie got up and answered it, letting none other than the Best Twins into our dorm. Both of them. Both of them. "Leave." I stare at Elijah, glaring.
"Hmm... I'd rather not. Denis has a friend over and I wouldnt want to interupt." He gazes at his nails.
"Well, If he's here, I'm not." I stand up and head out the door, grabbing my bag.
I walked through campus to a nice coffee shop that usually had quite a few customers. After a while I was sat in a small lounge in the back that few people seemed to know about, sitting on a beanbag, laptop on my lap and coffee resting on my knee being steadied by my left hand.
I heard a quiet British accent speak up in a shy tone, "May I sit here?" I looked up from my laptop screen to see a boy with glasses and bright purple hair.
"Yeah sure." I smile kindly, "What's your name?" I ask the familiar looking guy that couldn't be more than 3 years older than me.
"Alex. Alex Orman." He smiles.
"I'm YN LN."
"So, what are you studying here?" He asks, sitting on a beanbag across from me.
"Film and literature," I nod, "You?"
"Oh I actually dont go here." He answers awkwardly. He noticed my puzzled face before explaining, "My boyfriend goes here. He invited me over and we came here."
"Oh, that makes sence." I nod. "Who's your boyfriend?"
"Uhm... well I'm not sure he'd want me to say because he has a bit of a reputation." Alex glances behind him, twisting his entire upper body.
"Wait so... your boyfriend doesnt tell anyone that you're together to keep up his reputation..? Doesnt that make you a little mad?"
"No. Not really. He always seeks validation in other so as long as he's happy I'm good with it-" Alex was cut off by a familiar voice,
"Alex? Babe?" The voice called in a still hushed tone.
"Over here." Alex answers quietly and in moments I see none other than the Lady Killer, Denis Kopotun round the corner with two coffees in hand. He didnt seem to fully acknowledge my presence at first but when he kinda fully realized I was there he sorta froze up. He blinked rapidly before speaking, his words sounding a little strangled.
"Y-YN, right?" He asks, gulping thickly, rubbing his sweaty palms on his gym shorts.
"That would be me." I nod. Denis satmaybe a foot away from Alex, making Alex look confused.
"So uhm... that- That's my friend Alex if you haven't already met-"
"She knows." Alex interrupts.
"I'm sorry, what?" Denis turns to his purple haired boyfriend.
"She knows."
"Knows what specificly."
"I mentioned boyfriend, two seconds later you come around the corner calling me babe and acting stupid. And she doesnt seem like an idiot so she probably connected the dots." Alex shrugs.
"Alex!" Denis hisses between gritted teeth.
"What?"
"I- What if she says something?!"
"I'm right here?"
"Sorry but," Denis makes a strangled nouse as he quickly looked from Alex to me and back again while making animated hand gestures as if he were ranting with his hands.
"Itll be fine." Alex furrows his eyebrows.
"Alex... Half my teammates are homophobic and the other half dont even know what a bisexual is. What if someone hears something and theres some sort if big rumor or something and then-"
"Denis, Love, calm down." Alex stuffles a laugh. Denis crosses his arms and pouts at Alex.
"Dont worry, man. I font really care. I'm not gonna say anything." I shake my head, a small smile finding it's way to my face.
"Thank God." Denis sighs before moving so close to Alex that their shoulders were overlapping.
I ended up forgetting about my paper and the three of us had a long conversation about how yellow stone could explode at any moment and kill us all.